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Post by Kyana on May 17, 2009 17:28:29 GMT -5
And now onto Season 2!
Feel free to check out Season 1
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Post by Kyana on May 17, 2009 18:47:00 GMT -5
Paris Hospital, 1 Month Later
Mila opened her eyes. "Good God!" Irial said, a worried smile on her face. "How do you feel?" Mila frowned, trying to sit up. Irial pushed her back down. "Don't stress yourself... Do you remember?" Irial asked. Mila groaned from the pain. "I... Not sure actually. Bits of stuff. Was I stabbed in the chest?" Irial gave a short laugh. "I thought you were dead... You've been out for about a week. We weren't sure you'd make it... The blade just missed your heart. You were lucky. It punctured your left lung and also just missed your spine..." Irial said. "You were in a coma..." Mila leaned into the pillow. She looked from the beeping machines that had been attached to her back to Irial. Niki came in, carrying two cups of coffee. "Here ya go Irial--" Niki said, then saw that Mila was awake. "Mila!" he cried. "Easy now!" Irial cautioned, as Niki flung himself at Mila. "Don't hit the tubes or wires!"
United States, Upstate New York, 1 Month Later
Amara walked down the street. So familiar. Everything so familiar. She hadn't heard or seen any Company agents or other Special people, especially Diego. Standing before the vacant lot she looked at the blackened earth. Her home. She recalled the argument with Diego, the fire. People had come and carted away the remains of the house. All that was left was the foundation. Closing her eyes, she used her powers of illusion to bring forth her old house. She stepped through the door. Everything was as it should be. She walked through the halls. Sitting down on the kitchen chair, she let the illusion fade away. Shaking her head, she stood there. Everything was so confusion. Emotions boiled inside of her. She had killed so many. Her aims of self-righteous killings was to cleanse the earth. Eliminate those who needed to. The strong survive, the weak die. To get revenge against those who'd hurt her. To make herself stronger and steal more powers; eliminate the competition. But those forth standing ideals had gone astray. She had killed just to kill. Murdering thousands... millions maybe. She couldn't be sure. She had started revolutions in over 8 countries... What now? What did she really stand for? Whose side was she really on?
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Post by Galadas on May 19, 2009 11:35:13 GMT -5
National Bank, Paris, One Month Later
Diego looked over the mountain of papers, a man just walked in to bring an other mountain. He sighed, this was what he had been doing before his life became a complete chaos. Paperwork. It was boring, but not dangerous. He was lucky that the Company blamed Marco for everything that happened, the riot, the virus, the explosion. And he deserved it more than Joyclyn did. He had been building his life up again since the moment he was brought back to Paris, so was the whole city. And within two weeks he had an apartment, a job, and incomes. He loved a normal life. Although, it wasn't always that normal. The Company had promised to leave him alone, as long as he promised not to use his powers. Easier said than done. He might have promised to use his power no more, but he didn't expect from himself that he wouldn't use it when he really needed it. He sighed and lay his head down on his arms, only when he really needed it. Like right now! He jumped up, reaching his hands out to the papers, and with an inhuman super speed he was able to finish all of it in an hour. Some power he had picked up from Martin, when they rushed up to stop Amara the boy had used that power, without noticing. And Diego had even skilled it further more. He sat back on his chair and sighed. That was done.
The Company Building, Level 5
Martin woke, maybe even the second time. But he wasn't able to remember a thing from the last month, only the few minutes after the explosion. Than a big blank. He was in a holding cells, his head pumped up with drugs. He wanted to know what was going on, but his mind didn't think clear, the only thing that came was the word 'Company'. Everything else was hurting his head.
Italian Bridge, Northern Italy
Marco jumped out of the car and opened to door to the passenger seat, he dragged Chris over his shoulder and nodded to Nate to throw the car at their attackers. "Nate, get over here!" He yelled after that was done. "Chris, move that bridge to the left." Chris nodded, he wasn't seriously hurt or anything, a normal cop shot his in his leg. And he needed Marco to support him, else he wouldn't be able to stand, lets stand run! The three of them had been in some mess lately, running all over the country to get rid of the cops and army that was after them. Lucky Marco still had to support of Chris and Nate, else he wouldn't have made it this far. But the run had given Marco enough time to continue his search for his brother. and he was closer than ever!
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Post by Kyana on May 19, 2009 14:41:41 GMT -5
Paris Hospital
Irial sat besides her sister as they watched some stupid show on the television. "Miss Irial and Mila Mevings?" A doctor asked, as he came in. "That would be us..." Irial said, Niki coming over as well. "Don't forget me!" he said. The doctor gave Niki a kind smile. "How could I ever forget you? The little man who stuck around this place for the past month... You know, why don't you go get a candy from the store downstairs? My treat. Just tell them that. There are some things I need to discuss with your sisters, okay?" "Ok!" Niki said, beaming, as he ran off. "That was nice of you..." Mila said, pushing herself up from the hospital bed. The doctor's face had turned solemn. Irial picked up on his mood immediately. "What is it." "There are some... men here to speak with you. Company men," the doctor said. He knew about the Company, but he wasn't exactly employed by them though. He just helped out in cases like Mila's every now and again. The doctor stepped aside, as three men walked in. Irial recognized one of them: the Haitian. She felt Mila's hand tighten. They were powerless, especially Mila. "What do you want with us?" Irial asked, coldly. "Information and service," the man with the dark glasses said. "Why." "First, as you may know, Amara and Marco and his friends are still out and running." "Can't you just find them yourselves?" Irial sighed. "No. Our... "tracking system" was killed by Amara two months ago." "Oh... So, why are you still asking?" Irial asked. "My sister is in no condition to do anything anyway." "I'll make you bargain. Jack, here is a healer. He'll make your sister entirely fine if you agree to help us track these people down. Like old time..." the man said with a sharp smile. Like old times. They'd been prisoners in those "old times". "No." "We haven't heard your sister's point of view though..." "Like Irial said. No," Mila said. "Why do you want Amara anyway? She's returned. I'm not even sure if her memory is back. She's of little harm to anyone at the moment." "That's exactly my point. We want to track her down and get her. Find out why she's been able to do what she has. What's really going on. If she's still... "Amara". She's still at large and a great possible treat. You can't just turn your back on thousands of murders..." Irial nodded. She knew. Part of her wanted Amara's blood. She'd almost killed her sister... and herself... multiple times. No, it'd be good to make the girl pay... "Fine. We're in."
National Bank, Paris
Diego looked up from his work. He practically fell off his chair with surprise and slight suspicion. Amara stood before him. "Well this is a surprise, Joyclyn," Diego said, straightening out his desk. Her thoughts were open enough for Diego to know that she posed not threat. Amara looked about the office. "So this is what you used to do..." she said, ignoring Diego's comment. "A paper-pusher..." she said with a ghosting smile. "I'd have never imagined..." she said. "Joyclyn, why are you here?" Amara sighed, and looked at the windows. They glass flew shut and the shades came down in a second. Amara turned back to Diego. "I came because I have no where else to go... The Company has been trying to get me, with great difficulty, I may add." Diego frowned. "I'm sorry, but you should leave. The Company as a watch on me. To make sure things don't go wrong... They'll know you've been here. They probably have agents coming as we speak..." Diego said, standing, trying not to panic. He'd get into trouble just by her being here. Amara seemed undisturbed. "No, they're not..." "What?" "I've dealt with the watch. No one is coming. At least for a while." Amara said, smirking. Diego felt her thoughts darken for a second. He suddered. "I know you're trying to read my thoughts. I won't let you..." Amara snapped. "You're not to be in my head unless I permit it!" she growled. Diego was edgy. Joyclyn was definetly struggling. Amara nodded, "I need your help, Diego. I... I can't... figure things out. It's so confusing. I'm afraid that I'll do something... horrible. Really horrible, again."
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Post by Galadas on May 19, 2009 15:05:40 GMT -5
National Bank, Paris
Diego sighed, he had been trying to talk Adam out of the whole Amara thing just after the explosion. But with Martin captured and save on level 5, and Marco being hunt down by almost everyone, Adam just didn't want to give up on their third target. Things seemed to go right all over again. "Just must be happy that I believe you've changed." He said, taking her hand. He would make her invisible, the watch wasn't able to see invisible people. And William had been gone for a little while, no one knew where he went. But that made that other world only easier to hide in. Joyclyn vanished in front of Diego's eyes, then her image came back to normal. For Diego's eyes only. "I'll be done with work within an hour, just stay here and keep quiet, after that I'll see what we'll be doing." He said, looking back over the papers he had just finished.
The Company Building, level 5
Martin tried to move his arms when he woke for the third time, or was it already the fourth or fifth. He had to find some way out of the dream he was in, to move and be a real person again. A man walked in, Ian, he lay down his hand on Martin's forehead and whispered something. Martin had no sound, only visuals. Then a needle was put in his arm pit, and fluid spread itself through his body, the sound came back, the drugs were cut off. "This should do, a month has been enough. I think I perfectly removed all of his abilities." Ian said, apparently to Adam, who was standing just next to the door. Followed up by Lisa. On that moment Martin just missed Rose terribly. "Then he's harmless now, I'll send The Haitian to erase his memories." Adam said, and walked up to Martin, smiling. "You'll be starting a new life soon, Martin!" Martin wanted to smash Adam's head in, he had just found out what Ian had meant. His powers seemed to be, totally, gone. That wasn't possible, there was no cure against evolution!
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Post by Kyana on May 19, 2009 15:27:48 GMT -5
Amara looked at Diego, taking a second to realized that he made her invisible. She felt something shift, as she absorbed the new power. "Okay, ready..." "Um, Diego..." she said, pausing. "Lets not go that way.... And we don't need invisibility..." she said. Diego looked at her confused. "What?" "They have infrared cameras... But destroyed them when I came in. And... you just might not want to go that way..." she said, looking away. Diego might not be able to read her thoughts, but since the explosion, she some of her skills had slipped. She still let out emotions and feelings. She couldn't trap them in her head as easily as she used to be able to. Diego felt guilt tinged with anger and worry. Diego made his way to the door. Amara was there in a heartbeat. She appeared in front. "Please. I'll take us away from here. Or you can..." she insisted. Diego teleported into the hallway. A man sat slumped in a chair. The guard. Diego frowned, before realizing the man was dead. He looked at Amara who avoided his eyes. "Joyclyn! You didn't need to kill this man..." She sighed. "I can't let him live. I let the first few live, and that's how the Company has been tracking me. Through every and any witness. So I've been killing them, and they're having a heck of a lot harder time finding me..." she said. "Besides, no blood. I just gave him a heart attack..." Amara said, shrugging. He didn't know what was coming. It's fine."
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Post by Galadas on May 20, 2009 1:34:56 GMT -5
Diego shook his head. "It's not fine, Joyclyn! Killing people isn't fine, heart attacks aren't fine. How do you think this man might have felt when he died? Peaceful?" He looked angry at her sad eyes turning away a second time. How would he ever be able to help her if she kept on killing people. Killing people never walked out good, Diego probably still had Martin thinking about sweet revenge for killing his little sister, although it was more Amara's fault. "I had no choice." "Of course you have a choice! Everyone has choices." Diego couldn't manage being really angry at Joyclyn, for some reason she looked like a kid in his eyes. A child. "Now, take my hand, I'll bring you to my apartment. We have to find out what they are using to track you down, the company doesn't simply use witnesses.
Switzerland, train to Berlin
Marco looked at Chris and Nate and smiled, almost laughed, Nate was resting his head against Chris' shoulder, and both of them were sleeping. They needed sleep, Marco never needed sleep, he was one big energy boll. He sighed and sat back on the not at all soft train chair. Between him and Chris and Nate was a small table, on which some food stood. Nate stole it with his power, making some plates fly their way and hided it when the girl that did the bringing around ran to every cabin in panic. Marco had tried to calm her down, and when she was gone they had food. It wasn't enough to catch up on all those days they hadn't ate, but it softened the hunger. The door to their cabin opened, and a young woman stepped in, they had just reached the first stop. And she was one of the passengers coming. "Can I join?" She asked, smiling. Marco moved and nodded, allowing her to come and sit next to him. He wasn't happy with her being here, he lay his feet on the table and stared out of the window. "Are you going to Berlin too?" She asked, still smiling. Marco nodded again, not turning his head to look at her. But he didn't have to to see she was beautiful. "Alone?" Marco turned this time, he thought it was strange that this girl asked so many questions. "Not alone." He said, and pointed at Chris and Nate. "Never alone." "Good, a traveler shouldn't be alone." Marco felt strange as he answered her questions, why? He didn't even know who she was, or what she wanted. "Are you visiting Adam Monroe's remains?" Marco looked at her in a shock, hearing his brother's name followed by the word 'remains'. "What?!" "Don't worry, Shawn Saunders." She said, and smiled once more. Both of them were speaking with whispers, because they didn't want to wake Chris and Nate. Marco understood his own reason, but not hers. "I came here to find you." "To find me? ... Who send you?" Marco asked, sounding both angry and interested. "Adam, of course. He asked me to find you and bring you to him, said it had to be fast." "Did he? Prove it!" The girl nodded, handing Marco a simple picture. The drawing the street painter had made, but this one was perfectly intact. "Strange." That was the only word that Marco could find himself saying, he had no idea what he had to do with this. But it gave him hope, his brother must have realized that he was still alive. He didn't go to find him himself, but send this girl. "And you'll bring us to him?" She nodded, sweet, her long blond hair fell in front of her eyes as she sat back. It became quiet, Marco stared back out of the window, thinking. He hadn't seen his brother for a long time, he could just imagine how they would react on each other. Adam would be greeting him with his real name in that British accent of his, if had still had that. They both had, Marco and Adam. They were born in England, but Marco heard that Adam moved to Germany when he left, with a girl. She could have been the reason that he left, with Marco it was his power. He couldn't wait to see him again, but at the same time, he was afraid.
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Post by Kyana on May 20, 2009 15:45:28 GMT -5
(question: what's the story behind Marco's brother? And this Adam is different from the Company leader, right? And you are kinda right. Remember, Amara is only 16 or 17. Still pretty young)
Amara signed. They disappeared, reappearing at Diego's apartment. Amara immediately closed the windows and blinds; a habit that she'd developed. "Ok, so do you have any sort of plan?" she asked. "I've been waiting my time, but I want to take the Company down. Their morals are fine and whatnot, but they go about things all wrong. Something needs to be done. They need to be taken down..." she said matter-of-factly. Diego looked at her. "What?" Amara countered. "Don't tell me you disagree..." she said.
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Post by Galadas on May 20, 2009 15:59:51 GMT -5
(Yeah, he's different from the Company leader. Adam and Marco share the same ideas about saving the world. If you continue watching Heroes, you'll meet Adam Monroe soon enough. How far are you already, started season 2? Her profile said 15, right? )
"I disagree." Diego said, if she had come here to talk about taking the company down, she came to the wrong address. "Adam knows what he's doing, he only takes out the most dangerous ones. Like you, like Marco, like Martin. At least, that's what the Company in this area has been doing since Adam's dad died." He waited for Amara to reply. Did she want his help only to take out the company?
The Company Building, level 5
Martin sat up, the Haitian reached out to his mind, starting to erase everything. All from the moment he became six. Martin couldn't help screaming, because it hurt like hell. Feeling everything disappear from his memories, Diego, Marco, The Company, his powers, Rose. He would be left a nothing, and he was. A doll, sitting in a holding cell, staring out of the window, still thinking he was six. The Haitian left. Martin looked at his hands, had he grown that much over night. His hands must have been twice as big. Amazed he looked around. Where was he? They he fell down, back to sleep.
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Post by Kyana on May 20, 2009 20:07:24 GMT -5
(kinda only a few episodes into the second season... Yea, i think it's like 15.. idk. I'll have to check. I'll chance it fo like 16 or 17 if it's that young ^_^)
Diego's Apartment, Paris
Amara surprised Diego by sighing and sitting down. She seemed both very young and very old. "Believe what you want..." she said. "I never was... well what I'd became. My mother and I were doing fine. We were fine. We lived happily enough, though we always had to move around. Always evading an enemy that I had no clue what it was. My mother did. She had powers of her own. She was never dangerous though..." Amara's eyes were distant, as she stared off into her past. "They came that night. I was upstairs. I heard her scream. I ran down stairs. They were fighting. I'd never seen her fight like that. She told me to run, but I stood frozen there on the steps. They shot her. They shot her eleven times. No one needs to be shot that many times. She was dead with the first bullet; in the head. But they kept shooting..." Amara said, her voice a whisper. "And they came for me. I ran then. Ran like I'd never had before. I'd wanted so much to be someone else, that was when I realized I could be. I'd always thought that I only had telekinesis... It's strange..." Amara took a deep breath. So many things have happened. "I finally joined them. What other choice did I have? And I saw what they did. You say they only get dangerous people? Ha! I saw a young boy who could heal! When he wouldn't do what they wanted, they..." she trailed off. "They say they have good ways. If it weren't for them, none of this would ever have happened!" Amara cried. "I'd still have my life. My family, yea they'd still be alive. Did I tell you that I had a father and a brother? Well they too were murdered by the Company!" "Joyclyn! Calm down!" Diego urged, as he watched her hands. She'd crushed the arm rests of the chair, and they'd turned to ashes. She'd absorbed his ability when he'd exploded. The last thing he needed was for her to explode...
Somewhere, Paris
"Irial, slow down!" Mila said, as Irial swerved past another car. Car horns honked, but Irial paid no attention to them. "Irial! You'll get us killed. We already almost got killed! I don't need to get into a car crash!" At this, Irial eased off the gas. "Fine. You're right. I just don't like the idea of going up against Amara again. She's so much more powerful then us. Than anyone, except probably Diego. If we get another shot, and that's an if, what then? They said she's too powerful to be kept alive. So what do we do? Chop off her head?" Irial said with a bitter laugh. "Are they even sure that'll work?" Irial asked. "I mean, shooting her in the head didn't work... I guess if the whole head is gone, it'll have to work..." Irial said with dark humor. "What if they don't show? You know how reliable the Company can be. They'll leave us to die on this suicide mission..." Irial growled. "Irial, relax. You're speeding again..." Irial sighed. "What do you think?" "First, I think you should let me drive. But you won't. So second, I think that you're worrying too much. They Company will be there with the Haitian. He'll neutralize her powers. That'll allow us to get close and finish the job...Then the Company will leave us alone forever and we'll start over with Niki. Get a new life." "If only it were that simple. You see everything so simply. I always see the darker aspects in life. Everything that can go wrong. You trust too much, Mila. That's what got you almost killed in the first place. That's why you had to see the Company in the first place after all we'd been through..." Irial said. "What if Diego's with her? The Tracker says that they're close by each other. What about Diego? We kill him too?"
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Post by Galadas on May 21, 2009 4:03:31 GMT -5
( I think Adam appears somewhere, episode 7, or something. He's great (: )
Diego's apartment, Paris
Diego sat down too, shutting down a few powers he was using, Mind Reading and Mind Manipulation. He was always sure of using the Haitian's power when close to anyone powerful, if it was Amara or Irial, that didn't matter. "Adam is only the boss since the Villain outbreak, you can't blame him for anything he did before that time. The one you should blame is already buried." He looked up at Amara. "Besides, I have no plan. I have no idea why you've searched for my help, I just build up a new life. Does that mean nothing to you?" "Diego, I'm not even able to build up a new life." Amara said, looking sad. "What would you have me do, Joyclyn? Bring down the Company? or help you get rid of them following you?"
Switzerland, train to Berlin
"What this thing about my brothers 'Remains'?" Marco asked after the long silence, only that was one of the things that he couldn't help getting a good explanation for. How could Adam have remains when he couldn't die? "You don't know yet?" The girl asked in panic. "Know what?" She shook her head and sighed. "Adam dead." "Dead? How?" "I'll explain you later." Marco shook his head, he didn't feel like discussing the matter anymore. The girl didn't seem like the person he could get his answers from. Maybe when Chris and Nate were awake. "What's your power?" The girl looked surprised. "Is that the first thing you ask? My power, and not my name." "These days I rather know one's power than one's name." The girl smiled. "I can absorb and transport things you can't see, like air, gas and memories, from one person to myself or to an other." She said. "You've got a name for that." Marco asked, most people having abilities they hardly understood gave them a name. "Mental transportation and absorption." She answered. "But really shouldn't you ask me my name?" Marco laughed a bit. "It's clear you want me too." He said, standing up and leaning forward to wake Nate and Chris. "Guys, we have a visitor." Nate was the first to open his eyes, and he sat back straight on his place, ashamed by the fact he slept against Chris the whole time. Chris opened his eyes only seconds later, looking tired at the Girl. "Who is she?" "I'm Sarah Micheals, I'm here to bring Marco to Adam." The girl said, smiling as she had revealed her name, like her plan had been. "Which Adam?" "Monroe..." "Ah..." Chris noted, looking at Marco. "Berlin." "Yes, my sources were right about that." "So, we didn't need Martin after all." Chris said with a smile, knowing where he and Nate got themselves into. Adam had tried to destroy the Company before, as a revenge for imprisoning him for thirty years. Adam and Marco would form the best team to make that dream come true.
The Company Building, level 5
Sofie made her way through the hallway, she heard footsteps coming closer. She reached out for the wall, her hand went through it like she was a ghost. Nervously she reached her head through the wall, being sure that the other side of the wall was save. She hid herself inside the wall, making sure her ear was able to hear the voices that belonged to the footsteps. "Adam, I'm sure that not even the Rapid Cell Regeneration can heal his memories, we've totally destroyed those cells, like they never existed, the body had no idea what to do with it, since it can't remember having those cells." Ian told The Company leader. "And you're sure his abilities are gone?" "For the best of it, he hasn't shown any strange activity since we released him from the drugs. I don't think he'll be able to use any of them, and if he is, he'll be the one who has no idea how to use them. Besides, his power works on images and memories, now he has no memories, so he has no powers. If he ever discovers his true potential, he'll only be able to use the one's he required before his sixth birthday." "I hope it works as you tell me." Adam said, and sighed. "Make sure you keep some of that virus behind, if we catch Amara I want her to go through the same process." "What about Diego?" "He's one of us, as long as I trust him, he won't be much of a treat." Sofie smiled, the Company had done it, made the Virus in such a way that I wouldn't kill, only strip one of his abilities. That was what it had been made for in the first place. She left her hiding place in the wall and returned to the other side, an empty cell. She took her mobile phone out of her pocket. "Jim, how far?" She said through it. "Two cells to the left." James answered. "Be sure you run through the first one, there's a man in there that can mimic his body into flames." Sofie nodded and put the phone back in her pocket. She took a sprint through the first cell, so fast that the man didn't even notice she had been there. Phasing through didn't make any sound, she was like a ghost. In the second cell a boy, around the age of 18, sat in one of the corners. Curled up against the wall. "Got him." Sofie said through the phone. "Good, bring him back here. I'll have Renie come over here." James said, and the phone hang up. James was able to manipulate soundwaves and bend electricity. He couldn't control electricity and soundwaves as an weapon, but he was able to use it in his own defense. Through phones and computers his real voice changed. Sofie walked up to Martin, the boy looked at her with scared eyes. Ian said he was like a six year old, that would work to her advantage. "Kid?" The boy shoke his head and showed her his bigger hands. "I'm old." "Don't worry kid, this is just a dream." The boy nodded. "If you go with me I'll make it go away." "Are you an Angel, mis?" "Yes I am, Martin, just follow me." Martin nodded, and stood up, grabbing Sofie's hand as if he was just a child. Sofie already felt she was talking to one, a child inside the body of a young man. The Company was cruel to do this to him. "Jim, send me that map to get out of here." Her phone started to shake, and a map showed on the big screen.
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Post by Kyana on May 21, 2009 14:49:48 GMT -5
Diego's Apartment, Estrelli St., Paris
Amara looked at Diego. "Well what's my best option?" she asked. "By taking down the Company, they also prevents them from coming after me. If I only got them off my trail, they'd still be out there waiting and I'd never be safe." "What if you could just... turn yourself in?" Amara looked at him, disbelievingly. "Are you serious? Do you know what they'd do? Probably... I don't know. Kill me or worse..." she said, shuddering. "I rather take my own life rather than have them get it..." she snarled. Diego put his hands up. "Just putting out options..." he said. "That won't even be an option. I won't let it." She played with the ring on her finger. "You know, I don't get it. I can change faces, take on different lives, go anywhere in the world... yet they always seem to know where I am. Within 12-24 hours they've found me..." she said. "They may have found a Tracker." "I need to find it and kill it. No machine is that powerful. I has to be someone..." she said. "As I said, my best option is to stop hiding and running. I...I need to fight. I can't just flee every time. I'm sick of it. The Company needs to go... I have no other options." "You do though..." "Really?" Amara asked, giving Diego a withering stare. "Really? Because to tell you the truth, I want to do it."
Estrelli St., Paris
"They're here...." Irial said, pulling over. They got out of the car, as three other vehicles pulled up. A mixture of regular agents and special came together. It'd take a lot to take someone powerful like Amara out, especially if Diego decided to stand with her. The man in charge, started directing people this way and that. The Haitian was there, so powers were useless. Amara wouldn't escape.
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Post by Galadas on May 21, 2009 16:44:57 GMT -5
"Then I won't be joining you." Diego said, he wasn't going to fight, not the Company, and not anything else. "So, I want you to leave, and leave fast, because agents are already standing outside. Our powers are of no use, at least, yours are." He spoke, knowing that he had been through training with Adam, making him strong enough to block the Haitian's ability. Amara wouldn't be so happy with his answer, and maybe it was best that she left, or at least not bring him into any trouble. "And please, Joyclyn, don't come back. Ever!"
Safety House, Paris
"Save and sound as always, Sofie." James said when he heard the door opening, he turned to see Martin hiding behind Sofie as the older black man stared at them. "It's really sad." He said, reaching out to his glasses to see the boy more clear. "Good that we saved him." Sofie nodded, and looked at Martin, to tell him that everything was alright. Martin who was just a big longer than Sofie nodded and walked into the small room, there was a computer on a desk, a couch, a fridge, and a strange kind of chair, that he had seen in drama movies from his mom. Chairs that psychologists use in those movies. "Has Renie already made contact?" "Just yet... But it'll take an hour for him to get here." James responded, standing up and making place for Martin to sit on the couch, which before lay full with cans and empty boxes of sushi, these people had been here for a long time. "Good, we don't want to tell The Family that we're late." "Really Sofie, when do you except that you're a part of it too?" James asked, sounding irritated. "As soon as the allow me to marry the man I love." James rose an eyebrow, then sighed and sat back on his chair behind the desk. "Who's Renie?" Martin asked at last, after being silence for a while. He spoke like a child, being all curious. Sofie smiled at him, her big blue eyes brightened up as she began to speak about Renie. "He's the man that will save you, he's your real Angel."
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Post by Kyana on May 21, 2009 17:38:33 GMT -5
Amara looked panicked. "Here? Already? Impossible!" she whispered. She closed her eyes to teleport. Nothing, Diego was right, and they had the Haitian with them. "Oh god....." she said. "The Haitian is here... I... I can't get away...I've never allowed them to corner me like this. Never!" she said, going to the windows. She saw seven people enter the building. She'd lost the last gun she had. Not even a regular weapon. Diego..." she said. He seemed so calm. She paused, her mind clearing. "Wait, what did you mean only my powers wouldn't work..." she asked, looking at him, suspicious.
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Post by Galadas on May 22, 2009 4:38:32 GMT -5
Diego sighed. "Because mine are still working." He said, opening his hands and sending out one blow to his surroundings. He wanted to warn The Haitian through that. With that training with Adam he had learned to control almost each power he possessed, even the induced Radioactivity, and they asked him to warn agents for danger by sending a blow of light. To tell that he would take care of it alone. "What are you doing?!" Amara asked, even in more panic. "Keeping them off a little longer, because I'll be telling you something, Joyclyn. Something that Adam told me to warn you for, and you should be more scared and angry at that than on The Company itself." Diego said, taking out a paper, one that he had been reading since the explosion, it was a newspaper set up by people that didn't believe what their government was saying about the explosion, or anything else. It covered even the idea of man evolving. Amara became more calm, now that Diego seemed to have warned the people outside to stay away a little longer. He was telling the truth, because no one outside was moving. "Ever heard of The Family?" Amara shook her head. "It seems like they have been a secret organization before The Company was ever set up. They exist out of different families, who all have abilities. Since the explosion they have started to work outside their safety zone, allowing The Company to discover who they are. We don't know yet where they are after, but it has something to do with The Company. I think there's war on path, and you'll have to choose a side!"
Berlin, Germany
Marco stepped out of the train, followed by Sarah, and Chris and Nate. They waited for the majority of the people leaving the station, because Marco couldn't use so many eyes and ears hearing his plans. "Marco, I think I'll be able to steal some money." Chris said, knowing that there would be something that Marco wanted to discuss with Sarah, rather than talking to him and Nate about it. "Then, me and Nate can eat." Marco nodded. "Sure, but keep some money behind, I wasn't planning on walking to way to..." He didn't know where. Nate nodded and followed Chris outside the station. The platform was almost empty now, the train had turned around and was now going back to Italy, as soon as that train would hit the station the agents and army would warn both the Swiss government and the Germans. Good that it would take the train a couple of hours to reach Italy again. Soon enough the platform became empty, there was no one left on the platform but Marco and Sarah. Berlin had a big station, so he couldn't expect that to be empty too. "So, where are we going?" Marco asked Sarah, while he closed the buttons of his jacket. Germany was so much colder than Italy. "Adam said he would make sure his ashes would be buried close by the Pinehearst building, and that building recently exploded, so I think that it must be in the tomb close by." "Pinehearst, where is that? I heard that it was in New York." Sarah shook her head. "New Jersey." She answered. "There was a man that could move buildings, and one that could copy objects, ever heard of them?" She smiled. "So, where are we of to?" "Determined to know, aren't you." Sarah said, taking out a map and showing Marco where it was. "But you'll still need me." "So it be." Marco said, taking over the map and leaving the Station as well, going off a search to find Nate and Chris. They were probably eating somewhere close by.
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Post by Kyana on May 22, 2009 16:06:45 GMT -5
Amara took the newspaper, reading. "A war? I nearly caused an global revolution..." she said with a twitch of her lips. "Now war?" she sighed, putting down the paper. "Curious. When it comes to choosing sides, what side will you choose...?" Diego was just about to speak when Amara screamed. Diego whirled around to see Irial, her eyes dark as she attacked Amara with her mind. Looks like she'd been practicing too... Men burst into the room. Only a few could use their abilities while the Haitian was there. Amara was defenseless. "Make it stop!" she screamed, as she clawed at her body. Diego looked at Amara. "Irial!" he said, but Irial just glared at him. This is for my sister! she said to Diego through her mind.
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Post by Galadas on May 22, 2009 16:40:31 GMT -5
"Haitian, you have to stop this!" Diego yelled at the Haitian, he was angry that everyone seemed to have ignored his sign, Adam had promised that he would be given his privacy. This was totally against that promise. "Adam won't like this!" He continued yelling, over the sound of Amara's scream. He would take care of this matter, he wouldn't be an enemy of The Company, that would have been his answer. He was never to join The Family for he had already chosen his side a long time ago. He opened his hands, allowing a second blow to get through the room, making the agents fly back a bit. "Diego, make it stop!" I will. Diego said, he didn't know that it was through his own mind he spoke to Amara. This was a new part of his power, speaking to other people, making them believe what he said to them. Amara seemed to calm down, even with her whole body searing of pain. He turned back at Amara, grabbing her hands. Absorbing her pain, making her able to absorb the Haitian's power. Her powers were back on, and Diego did it without hurting anyone but himself.
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Post by Kyana on May 22, 2009 19:24:33 GMT -5
Irial tried to fight Diego's Will power of persuasion. "This was Adam's orders..." she said. "And his other orders were to capture or kill..." she said, pulling out a gun, not knowing that Amara had regained her powers.
Amara stood her, throughly pissed off. She gave Diego an amazed look as she flew to her feet with amazing agility. Dark blue fire licked up her lands. "You will pay for that..." she snarled. Diego stepped in front of her. "No, Amara, stop! I didn't want this to happen...." "I'm sorry Diego, but it was meant to. I can't live in peace with the way things are. They're going to change... She said throwing her mind at the agents. Windows shattered, and both a searing and frigid wind trembled the building. "Get her!" an agent screamed. Bullets were fired. Amara stopped them easily. Glass and bullets both hovered in the air, as if frozen in time. Diego knew what she was going to do; kill everyone with the shards, sharpnel and bullets. "No!" he screamed, knowing he'd be too late.
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Post by Galadas on May 23, 2009 4:56:51 GMT -5
Estrelli St., Paris
Jack followed the whole fight within his head, each very emotion, pain, yet it didn't hurt him. Just when Diego gave Amara his power he stopped, stepping backwards. "It's time." He said, using his French togue like no other. That same accent that had been in The Family for a long time. The First Branch, which areas were in France, wasn't about to let anyone from the outside into their group, yet, times had changed. "If we work fast, we won't be to late." Caroline nodded, running forward, making sure that Gem would cover her. She reached the building without being seen, that had always been easy, since Gem was able to shut down one's body warmth, breathing rate, and even heart rate. "Next." Gem said, waiting for all five of them reaching the other side, agents were waiting in the streets. The knew that The Family was close. Amara was their target now, a reason for the fact that The Company could no longer let her go around killing off their agents. The Company wanted Amara dead, while The Family wanted her to join them. Jack and Jean ran down the street, Jean already preparing her ability as Jack told her what was going on. They didn't have to stop Amara, but Irial and Mila were also on their list. "If just Diego would freeze time." Caroline whispered to Jack and Jean, while they waited for Gem and Karl. "But then only Karl will be able to enter." Jack answered her, as he opened the door to the apartment. "Surely he wouldn't be able to fight off Diego, I heard the head talk that Diego isn't going to join us any time." Jean said, and she caught Gem from falling over the stones on the street. If he fell their appearance would be seen.
Diego stood in front of Amara, waiting for the bullets and glass to hit him, and everyone else. But nothing happened. "Amara, listen to me." He said, Amara had not yet fired everything, reason; because Diego had turned back time for a few seconds, giving him enough time to persuade her. Stop it, Joyclyn. You know that this won't help! Adam has enough other agents, and they'll never stop following you. This is the moment you'll have to choose a side! "I'll will protect you with all the power I have if you would think about choosing The Company." "And else!" Jack yelled. "Join The Family." Gem continued, having his gun pushed in Irial's back. The Five of them were stronger than the agents, The Haitian had no use with Jean still around, she blocked his power. Gem had given them enough time to get in without being noticed. Karl had been in a long time before, taking down Agents in silence, his amazing speed. Caroline held Diego in his eyes, creating the whole building to freeze. "The Company is hunting you down, Amara. And Diego doesn't even want to help you unless you choose his side. We're The Family, we are here for people like us, because don't we deserve the same as everyone else?" Jack said, always being the one to say their introduction.
Safety House, Paris
Sofie jumped up as someone knocked on the door, she walked over to open it. "Who's there?" "Sofie, open up." Renie called from the other side of the door. The door opened, a young man walked in. He was nothing like Martin would suspect an Angel to look like, his skin wasn't pale, but had a darkened color, his eyes weren't big and blue, they were small and had a dark color. The man was a chinese guy, handsome, but nothing like an Angel. Martin's mother had told him stories about angels when he was young. "Let's get this over with." Renie said to Sofie, kissing her on her lips and walking to the table, putting down his bag. He looked over at Martin, and stared back at James and Sofie. "How much has been erased?" He asked. "He thinks he's six." "Bugger!" Renie said, he sat down next to Martin, who moved a bit to the side. "Sit still, kid." He put one finger, his tumb, at Martin's sleep and the other, his middle finger, just between his nose and eye. He screamed as Renie pushed his fingers deeper into Martin's sleep, and the memories came back, everything. When Renie was done Martin fainted.
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Post by Kyana on May 23, 2009 22:26:15 GMT -5
The glass and bullets, which still hovered in the air, trembled. Everyone's eyes flickered back and forth, from Amara, to the strange "Family", to Diego to the treacherous shrapnel back to Amara. Amara's own hands trembled; not because of the difficulty it was to hold on, but of the decision she faced. She knew next to nothing about this "Family" but she knew enough and had experienced enough of the Company to loathe them forever. She looked at Diego, knowing he was trying to read her thoughts. She'd been able to seal her thoughts from him though. She let one out, knowing he'd hear. All I want is for this to end. I have no desire for what has happened. I have no desire to join The Family, nor take sides with the Company... But I have reached an impasse and there is no neutral side in this world... I want you to know that I'm choosing what I choose in my best interest. Not because of you, or the Company or The Family. I'm doing this for me. In another life, we might've been friends, if in the least, common people with a common goal. If we meet again, it may not be on the friendliest of terms, so I'll apologize in advance. Diego sucked in a breath, knowing her choice. She'd join the Company. He looked at Amara. Her face was emotionless, her eyes flat. Despite her appearance, he knew what she felt. He could almost imagine her saying 'I'm sorry'. You might want to protect yourself... Amara thought to him. Diego instantly put up a forcefeild, a power he stole from Amara over a month ago. Glass, bullets, metal and sharpened wood exploded outwards, followed by screams. Diego felt the impact on his mental forcefeild, which he bent the projectiles around himself. He watched, as he tried to extend his forcefeild around the Company agents. He only managed to protect about eight or nine, while countless others fell. He turned back to Amara. She made eye contact before disappearing.
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